Another season, another set of storms. But I remember: I don’t need to be stronger than yesterday. I am strong now. I have learned to accept things as they are. I can pass through this too. Happiness is not about what I have lost or gained—it is about being grateful, even in small ways. Pain … Continue reading Prayers
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A return
There’s a shape my body knows.I didn’t learn it in a class or from a book.I don’t even remember deciding to do it.But I find myself in it — every morning, every night.Balasana. Child’s Pose. It looks simple from the outside — a quiet folding inward.But from the inside, it feels like something else.A bowing. … Continue reading A return
In-between
Dear Universe, Thank you—for this beautiful chapter of my life, for the quiet miracles, the lessons wrapped in light and shadow. And now, I feel you stirring me toward something new.Is that what this is? A turning page? Yes, I’ve been sending you my wishes, my whispered prayers—mostly about the weight of this financial strain.I … Continue reading In-between
Trees
I watched a documentary about the Orang Rimba, a tribe in Indonesia whose very name, Rimba, means forest. True to their name, they live entirely within it, their lives woven inseparably with the trees. A newborn is given a guardian tree (Scyma sp.), while their placenta is buried beneath a Gonocaryum gracile tree—both of which … Continue reading Trees
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